Tokyo Bubble Life

Chapter 179 178, Sprees, Mare Faker~
strange ceiling
Naoki Yongshan opened his eyes, only then remembered that he was in New York now,
Draw the curtains and open the windows, the swishing cold wind directly blows away the little drowsiness,

The author exchange activity is the day after tomorrow, that is to say, Naoki Naoyama has a whole day today, and he can go shopping in New York.

After a leisurely breakfast in the Palm Hall, Naoki Naoyama, wearing a turtleneck sweater and cotton trousers, and a khaki windbreaker, went out with a camera.

From the previous photos, I can see the scenes of the 80s, full of saturation and bright colors, just like the live broadcast in the future, artificially adding a layer of beauty filters to the 80s.

New York in early March 1982 was cold and gloomy.

The men on the street are wearing thick gray suits or leather jackets, and the women are also wearing thick coats and furs. The well-dressed and elegant demeanor in TV dramas basically do not exist on the real streets. Or, maybe Naoki Naoyama came at the wrong time?
Central Park, across the street from the New York Plaza Hotel, is naturally the first stop.

It seemed to have rained again last night, and the snow in Central Park had melted a little. The morning sun shone from the sky, reflecting fine rays of light on the wet surface of the park. The frozen branches were like crystals at this time. Glittering like a work of art.

Naoki Nagayama walked slowly through the roads of the park, raising his camera from time to time to take pictures. The severe cold weather made the homeless who should have settled near the park disappear. Occasionally, you can see the same people in the park to enjoy the winter. People in the snow scene can also see mounted policemen on horseback slowly passing by the road.

"Naoki-san, are you sure you want to be alone?"

Morikawa Kuniji of the Shogakukan originally planned to match Naoki Naoyama with a translator and tour guide, but Naoki Naoyama refused.

"I heard that the United States is very chaotic now, and New York is full of gang accidents."

Naoki Naoyama smiled: "Bunji-san, I know, happy America, gun battle every day~"

"Don't worry, this time I'm just visiting the bustling Manhattan area, and I won't go to places like Brooklyn."

Morikawa Kuniji was still a little worried: "Even so, if you go alone, what if you encounter danger?"

Naoki Yongshan smiled confidently: "Stay tape, Bangji-san, actually I have been exercising all the time. In order to film "The Gas Station Robbery Incident" I also took a free-kicking class. Ordinary punks can't get close mine."

In fact, when filming, Naoki Naoki's actual combat ability has improved after experiencing dozens of yakuza melees.

What's more, relying on the experience of going back and forth in New York many times in my previous life,
What can go wrong?Not a child anymore~
Naoki Naoyama toured happily, crossing Central Park, then went to the Museum of the City of New York, and then went to the famous Metropolitan Museum of Art.

Asians with skin color, youthful appearance, high-end clothes, holding cameras that don’t look cheap, and without other people around them, such people are “walking wallets” in the eyes of some people.

"Hey, Hank." The gangster who had nothing to do and squatted in the lee of a certain building, basking in the sun, poked his companion with his elbow, "Look at the guy over there."

"That Asian kid?" A black man named Hank was wearing a worn leather jacket with a cigarette in his hand. "It looks like a tourist."

"He's alone." Another tall, thin man leaning against the wall took a look, "And he's fucking rich, Shit, that camera looks like it could trade a week's worth of happiness."

"Peter, let us teach him that New York is not a place where YellowMonkey can run wild." The gangster who spoke first put on his hood, put his hands in his pockets and walked over.

It stands to reason that the gangsters of this year would not be so arrogant as to rob the street in broad daylight, at least at night or in a secluded place, similar to a subway station or something, but Naoki Naoyama looks tender, and It's an Asian tourist, and alone.

The three black groups are following you, of course it is easy to spot, and they did not intend to hide, several people looked at Naoki Nagayama fiercely, and approached step by step.

Anyway, even if tourists call the police, it's nothing, they just come to see the scenery.

"WTF? Is New York such a mess?"

Naoki Yongshan sensed malice, this is Manhattan, the busiest and most prosperous place.

Although not very worried, Naoki Yongshan still quickened his pace and walked towards the place with a lot of people in order to avoid trouble.

The most crowded place in Manhattan is New York Times Square, known as "the crossroads of the world". Later generations can see this place in various blockbusters. In the 80s, the prosperous shopping malls and theaters here, already famous,

However, it is winter and even here, there are not many pedestrians, only the huge Coca-Cola signboard hanging in the cold wind.

"The three guys in the back seem to be sure of me~"

While walking, he looked at the three gangsters following him out of the corner of his eye. Naoki Naoyama was a little troubled, and the police wouldn't care about this kind of situation.

Another gust of cold wind blew, and Naoki Naoyama shrank his neck. It is a bad habit not to like wearing hats and scarves.

Although there were no people in the square, the entertainment and shopping centers were not closed. Naoki Yongshan walked directly into a high-end clothing store. Before going in, he looked at the three gangsters, saying that he had spotted them, and hoped that they would face the difficulties and come to an end. retreat.

"Tate, that bitch even took a look at me!" The slender Pete obviously smashed his head with drugs, and was about to rush up and grab Naoki Yongshan, "How dare that bitch look at me!"

"Wait, Pete, you can't go into that store." The guy named Tate was the leader of the three, "He's warning us, he found us~"

"Why? That bitch is provoking us!"

The taciturn Hank among the three said, "There are security guards."

In this era, high-end shopping malls are very concerned about disheveled blacks, and the security guards are all equipped with guns.

"Shit! I can't believe he won't come out!" Pete kicked the snow angrily.

Naoki Yongshan didn't come here specifically to avoid the Gang of Three, on the one hand he wanted to buy a hat and a scarf, and on the other hand he wanted to find out if there were any clothes that he could bring to his mother and Tsuruko.

It may not be very suitable for you to choose by yourself, but there will always be professional sales in high-end clothing stores.

The store is very big, but there are not many customers. A security guard stands behind the counter at the door. As soon as he enters the door, a beautiful blonde lady walks over.

"Sir, I'm Lily, the clerk of this store. Is there anything I can do for you?"

Aesthetics are sometimes irrespective of race. Seeing a handsome oriental man, Lily chatted up before the other shop assistants.
"Thank you, my English name is William," Naoki Naoyama smiled, "I need a hat and scarf that can keep out the cold, and I also want to buy a gift for my mother and sister. Please help me choose~"

Hearing this tone of not asking about the price at all, Lily's smile became even brighter. This must be a big order!
Lily led Yongshan Naoki up to the VIP area on the second floor very attentively, and served coffee,
"Mr. William, I'll help you choose a hat and scarf first. Do you have any special requirements?"

"Cool colors are fine."

"Okay, please wait a moment~"

The heating in the shop was fully turned on, and Naoki Naoyama took off his windbreaker, and through the window on the second floor, he saw three black buddies waiting at the corner next to the shop, rubbing their hands and stomping their feet.

"Haha, you have to wait~"

Lily chose downstairs for a while, and then came over with a small hanger, on which were hung four or five hats and scarves of different types.

"Mr. William, here are the hats and scarves that match your clothes. Can you see if there is something suitable?"

As he said that, he pushed a full-length mirror over. During the period, he continued to introduce the pros and cons of the product, and chatted about why he came to New York and so on.

Naoki Naoyama tried all the gray, black, brown, and dark blue hats, and didn't hesitate. He directly chose a gray round-top gentleman's hat with a narrow brim, and a blue and white patterned scarf according to Lily's recommendation.

"William, this blue and white scarf fits the temperament of a writer very well."

Looking at the effect in the mirror, the bright color of the scarf neutralizes the overall cold tone, making it look youthful without being too eye-catching.

"Lily, it looks good, just listen to you!"

"The next step is to choose for my mother, she." Naoki Naoyama described the age and height of his mother Nanako and Tsuruko, as well as their usual favorite style.

But at this time Lily persuaded:

"William, if it is a female customer who comes to help a female relative buy clothes, I will suggest buying clothes, because most of them know each other's preferences and characteristics, but for Mr. William, it is recommended to buy some matching accessories, such as silk scarves, belts, Bags and stuff."

"Oh? You can't make money in this way?"

"The most important thing is to think about the customer."

Lily showed a sincere smile, the confidence that only a century-old shop can have.

In order to thank Lily for her sincerity, Naoki Naoyama chose a few more silk scarves to wear,

Anyway, I can give it to many people when I go back~
When Naoki Naoyama paid, the hat and scarf were brought directly, and the silk scarf was packed in the store, and by the way, together with the camera, it was delivered to the Plaza Hotel in New York.

The few things I bought in this high-end clothing store were actually more expensive than a camera, so I didn't worry about anything, so I took an umbrella from the store for the convenience of customers.

When paying, Lily sent a piece of paper with a phone number on it, and gave her a wink:
"Mr. William, if you have other questions, you can call me~"

American girls are so passionate~
After leaving the store, snowflakes began to fall on the street.

I looked at the three gangsters staying in a sheltered corner, they didn't react for a while,

Naoki Yongshan strode to the other side, and the three guys followed slowly.

"You still don't give up? You really have perseverance~"

Seeing that it was almost noon, and the distance from morning to now was not short, Naoki Naoyama found another high-end restaurant on the street.
"Shit, that bichi raised!"

Pete was trembling all over, his eyes were red, and he seemed to be about to lose control of himself. He was not cold, but an addict.

Hank said from the side: "Tate, Pete, that cunning rabbit, has already put the camera in the clothing store."

Meaning there is no need to keep track.

Tate, the gangster, suppressed his anger at this time: "Damn guy, he must have a lot of money! Even if he doesn't have any money, he has to be taught a lesson. How dare he provoke us!"

Naoki Yongshan was sitting by the window, and he could directly see the figures of the three guys shivering in the cold wind.

But high-end restaurants are still afraid to break in,
Naoki Yongshan enjoyed the warm French red wine stewed beef brisket and borscht, while looking out of the window, this was not what he wanted to provoke, but the waiter took him directly to this seat,

However, happiness really comes out of comparison, and the food in the mouth is even more delicious.

After eating, Naoki Yongshan sat on the seat and thought while digesting. These guys seemed to be following him, but after observing for so long, they didn't feel like they were carrying guns.
Is it possible that he is really a poor and sleepy little bum who wants to extort money when he sees himself being bullied?

But this kind of simple stalking, before the robbery, the American police will not pay attention to it, let alone a foreigner.

Find a way to do it once and for all!
Naoki Naoyama, who had made up his mind, paid the money and left the restaurant without much hesitation.
The falling snow on the street slightly blocked the sight of the trio. When they found out, Naoki Yongshan still walked quickly to the other side.

"F**K, the damn guy is running away!" Pete dropped the cigarette in his hand and ran to follow.

Running on the snow-covered street is not a good idea. Pete was already addicted to hair, and accidentally fell on the street.

Seeing Naoki Naoyama walking quickly to the side road at the corner, his body disappeared as soon as he turned around, Tate hurriedly called out

"Hank, forget about Pete, go after him first."

"YEAH, catch him first!" Pete on the ground was still relentless, "I will catch up."

The two left Pete behind and ran quickly to the corner,
Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, a black umbrella hit Tate's leg, making him lose his balance and fell heavily to the ground;

On the other side, Hank felt a white snowflake coming towards him. He quickly raised his hand to protect his eyes, and then felt a heavy blow on his leg, and he fell to the ground;
The two were almost stunned by the fall, but when they came back to their senses, they saw this handsome Asian man bending over and holding two spray paint cans to them:
"Sprice, fuck Fucker!!!"

The eyes of the two of them went black, and then there was dazzling pain.
"~~F*K, F*K! %...&%*..." The two thugs rolled on the ground, swearing and in agony.

And Naoki Yongshan stood up quickly, and said to the terrified black guy with a bag on his back who looked like he was doing spray painting:
"RUN!"

It wasn't until the two of them ran panting and stopped at a corner that the black boy realized:
"Why am I running?"

"They still have one person~" Naoki Yongshan took a breath, "But they probably won't catch up."

There are two more guys to take care of.

"Then why did I run? None of this has anything to do with me!" The black guy looked upset, and he still had a few cans of spray paint left there.

Naoki Yongshan could see that this guy was not bad at heart, "Hahaha, they won't listen to your explanation~"

"Well, I'll pay you for your spray paint~"

"I do not want it!"

The black guy refused very hard, this is not the same as the black character in the impression,
"MOVE!"

The black guy walked past Naoki Nagayama sullenly,

Then I suddenly saw the red brick wall next to the alley, as if I had a sudden inspiration,

He took out the sprinkler from his backpack and began to graffiti.

"This guy is Omo~"

　I dreamed about Mingcaijiang last night, and I’m in a good mood all day today~ I’ve been addicted to smoking vegetables, and I’m not in the mood to write, so I’m a little late~
　
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